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Chapter 3 Different Fish

Director Yang didn't respond in a daze, but Mr. Wu walked into the room first.Seeing the fragrant boiled fish on the table, no one started it, and the three people who ate were silent. Mr. Wu had the impression that when he was walking around in the morning, he met him by a pond. he.

A stranger came in, only Yang Fan had a little impression. Yang Guoqing and his wife, who were originally absent-minded, were at a loss. Fortunately, Director Yang followed in.

"Brother Qing, sister-in-law, it's time to eat." Director Yang hurriedly said hello.

"Yes, have you eaten Manping?" It was Wang Sulan who spoke.

Director Yang couldn't tell because he was waiting for the tour group at noon, and his stomach was growling early. Even so, he still said "eat."

"This fish...can you let me taste it..." Smelling the aroma, Mr. Wu couldn't help but asked.

As a well-known foodie in the circle, Mr. Wu will naturally not miss this opportunity.

Looking at the stunned Yang Guoqing and his wife, Director Yang quickly explained: "Brother Qing, that's right. This is Mr. Wu from the tour group. He is leaving soon. He passed by here and smelled the aroma of this fish. It's really delicious, Qing. Brother, where did you buy this fish? Isn’t it from our village?”

As soon as the fish was mentioned, Yang Guoqing lost the desire to speak, and it was Wang Sulan who said, "No, this fish is from Fanfan Pond."

Director Yang and Mr. Wu looked at each other, they heard that it was the fish in Yang Fan's pond, and they couldn't believe it. Director Yang had eaten this fish before, and the taste was very bad, not as good as ordinary fish.Mr. Wu has seen this fish in the morning, not to mention anything else, it is impossible to grow fish with good taste in this breeding environment.

"Did it put a lot of seasoning, monosodium glutamate or something?" Director Yang expressed his guess.

Mr. Wu next to him shook his head. As a foodie, he could still distinguish the aroma of monosodium glutamate and other spices, and he didn't care too much. He had to taste it anyway. "Sister, can I have a taste of this fish?"

Even though he is a stranger, he has been told twice that the farmhouse is already warm and hospitable, and Director Yang is with him. This is also a matter of the village. Wang Sulan immediately made the decision: "Taste it, we haven't moved yet." Take out two pairs of chopsticks and pass them to President Wu and Director Yang.

Contrary to Mr. Wu's impatience, Director Yang, led by inertial thinking, still doesn't believe that the fish in Yang Fan's pond, without MSG and other spices, can have such an attractive fragrance.

Mr. Wu took a small bowl, took a piece, put it in his mouth, his expression changed, he smacked his lips like a different person, enjoying the silence for a long time, when the small piece of fish was finished, he didn’t speak, and continued to use the spoon , scooped up some fish soup, and drank it slowly.

Director Yang was stunned. Every movement of Mr. Wu followed his heartbeat. He was afraid that the taste of the fish would be changed due to the addition of MSG and spices, making people laugh. As a result, Mr. Wu ate and drank it. Just don’t speak up, you can tell me what’s going on, it’s already enough troublesome, Yang Fan made this up again, making the messed up thing worse, Director Yang feels that this is the most tormenting since he was born day.

"Mr. Wu, I'm very sorry, we can't find fish that satisfies you here, it's because we didn't work hard..."

Mr. Wu finally put down the bowl in his hand. There was not a drop of fish soup left in the bowl, and he glanced at Director Yang: "Director Yang, do you know? This fish is the best fish I have ever eaten, no, it should be The most unique and evocative fish."

Director Yang was taken aback by his polite words: "Mr. Wu, this..."

"Sister, can I have some more?" Mr. Wu said politely to Wang Sulan.

Wang Sulan was also taken aback. He also understood what he said just now, and quickly said, "Yes, yes."

Mr. Wu, who immediately sat down, did not forget to say to Director Yang behind him: "Why didn't you find such a good fish earlier? I saw this fish this morning, and I didn't take it seriously. The inconspicuous things are often the best; ashamed, ashamed, I think I am an omnipotent foodie, but I didn’t expect that there will be times when my eyesight is stupid, and I almost let this world be delicious, so I miss it for nothing; if I really miss it, it is life It’s a great pity.” After finishing speaking, President Wu turned to Yang Fan: “Young man, I apologize for what I said in the morning, the fish raised with care is the best fish.”

Mr. Wu filled a bowl of boiled fish and was about to eat it. When he saw the three people beside him staring at him as if they had seen a ghost, he smiled helplessly: "Director Yang, come and try it too. Also, big brother and big sister , you try it too; I heard that you and Yang Fan had a conflict over this fish, we were all wrong, brother, you are wrong too, it’s outrageously wrong, try it.”

As a person who has been in the semi-official world, Director Yang was the first to go over, served some boiled fish, and ate it in disbelief. After eating, Director Yang felt that the previous fish was eaten for nothing; what's more rare, This aroma, this taste, is not the taste enhanced by the seasoning made by various food additives, but the original fish meat and fish soup.

However, this is impossible.

Director Yang is confused. Yang Fan’s fish, as we all know, is small and tastes the worst in the village. Compared with the current fish, it is like the difference between Wotou and Manhan Banquet. This, this...

Director Yang, who felt that his brain was not enough, did not get entangled in this matter, but was ecstatic and unable to extricate himself, roaring in his heart, there are fish, there are fish; the torment of getting angry this day has returned to calm at this moment, all the previous The work is worth it.

Accidentally seeing Yang Fan standing outside the crowd, I felt mixed emotions, including guilt and embarrassment.

The only thing he can do is to let Brother Qing untie his knot. "Sister-in-law, Brother Qing, try it, hurry up."

Seeing that Mr. Wu seemed to have changed, and Director Yang also seemed to have changed. The old couple looked at each other. Yang Guoqing picked up the spoon, scooped up half of the bowl, took a bite hesitantly, and moved his eyebrows slightly. Yang Guoqing couldn't describe this taste, but he felt regret and self-blame in his heart, and he almost destroyed the fish in this pond.

This kid is also a mouthless gourd, so why didn't he say it? If he had known that the fish tasted like this, he wouldn't have made such a fuss.Yang Guoqing also understood that this son had put in a lot of effort towards this fish, but he had only been scolding and swearing endlessly for so long, and even made a fuss, this son never said a word from the beginning to the end...

Silently put down the bowl and chopsticks, Yang Guoqing, who was quite heavy, couldn't eat anymore.

"What's the matter?" Wang Sulan saw that her family had become like this, she asked without answering, she took the bowl and filled it up, and the mother was very happy, not only did she understand what President Wu and Director Yang did for him. What kind of reaction, the reaction to her family's reaction is also inseparable; from the beginning to the end, no matter whether the fish is good or bad, she is on her son's side. If the fish tastes good, everyone has nothing to say Say.

She is a woman and doesn't know much, but at least she understands that good-tasting fish can be sold for a lot of money; what is even more gratifying is that the pressure this son will face in the future will be much less.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Wang Sulan, who was overjoyed, said politely to President Wu and Director Yang who were eating, "Eat more if it tastes good."

After saying this, Wang Sulan regretted it a bit. Director Yang is a real person, and since he didn't eat lunch, he looked like a refugee from Africa. If Mr. Wu wasn't here, he would have started eating with a plate.

The basin bottomed out, and the table was full of fish bones and bones. Mr. Wu wiped his mouth indecently, stood up with a smile and said to Wang Sulan, "Thank you for your hospitality." After speaking, he turned to Yang Fan: " Prepare a hundred of your fish and take them with me when I leave."

"No problem." Yang Fan, who was finally able to speak, opened his mouth quickly. He originally planned to use this fish to convince his father, but unexpectedly, Yang Fan ran to the vegetable field.

Director Yang in the room hurriedly stood up. This was a major event in the village, and he shouted loudly: "Brother Qing, why are you so dazed, why don't you go help."

A group of people rushed to the vegetable field, and a hundred fish were quickly packed and brought to the entrance of the village. Mr. Wu paid the money, and the convoy drove away in a hurry.

Director Yang never forgot Mr. Wu's words when he left: "Director Yang, I will come again in the future, not only by myself, but also by introducing my friends and relatives to Yangjialing Village for tourism. This fish is worth visiting again and again. .”

With these words, Director Yang is happier than being promoted and getting rich.

In the main room of the Yang family, four people were sitting at the moment, and 2000 yuan in red renminbi was placed on the table in front of them.

Yang Guoqing was silent and had no face to speak; Wang Sulan waited for them to speak like honey in her heart.

Director Yang, who was the most unscrupulous, finished his cigarette and said at the top of his voice, "Brother Qing, what else can I say? You are also in your teens. I don't need to explain such a simple truth." Well, Director Yang naturally wouldn't speak in such a tone, but now that his waist is straight, who would let this old man not understand.

Yang Guoqing remained silent and continued to remain silent.

"Brother Qing, express your opinion."

This is Director Yang forcing him to speak. Yang Guoqing couldn't do without opening his mouth. He mumbled for a few seconds and said in a low voice: "Raise it, as long as you can sell it for money."

Wang Sulan pursed her lips and said nothing, Director Yang stood up and walked up to Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, keep raising it, and raise it on a large scale. If anyone dares to object in the future, come to me."

Yang Fan nodded again and again, and he was indeed thinking about the plan of raising fish.

(End of this chapter)